Another Locker Room Shower

It was not much of a stripping. It was more of a hurried unwrapping. But, the package that was unwrapped was pretty special.

Mike was a big boy. About 6’4″ inches tall, he was built like a linebacker. He had mostly brown hair, with some grey sprinkled here and there. The same was true of his closely cut beard. He had the light green eyes that always made me think of vampires. He had full, thick lips. They produced a charming smile and hid straight, white teeth.

The rest of him, too, was thick. He was barrel chested, his muscular pectorals covered in the same brown/grey hair of his head and beard. Like his chest, his arms were muscled and hairy. His stomach was mostly flat, and it had a trail of hair from his chest through his navel and to his genitals.

Mike did not manscape. He didn’t need to in order to make his dick look bigger. Mike was hung, not still soft but also not yet hard.

Mike’s legs were like his arms. Muscular. Hairy.

Mike served masculinity, in the best way. He was manly. He could do shit.

I wanted Mike to fuck me.

“I just sent you guys a video,” Sean said. “It’s Mike fucking me. He’s a great top. But, he’s here today to bottom.”

“I jacked off twice today already,” Mike admitted. “I didn’t know Sean was going to reach out, or I’d have saved at least one of them.”

“Watch the video,” Sean said.